Chapter 922: A Victory Cry

Standing on one of the highest restaurants in Burnham food street, Blackjack was staring at the large Mythical beast from above. He could see its large heads spiraling in all directions on the street.

It looked like an agitating infection was taking over the place, building by building.

“What the heck happened to the world while I was in that prison, that something like this can just happen in broad daylight, are the humans losing grasp on things… they have been doing so for a while now,” Blackjack said. “But I think I'll be able to deal with this thing.”

Taking a few steps back, Blackjack was ready as he took a run-up and leapt off the building, right down to the center of the Hydra. One of the heads had spotted him, and started to head his way.

Immediately, Blackjack’s eyes turned red, as the head went to bite him he stabbed his claw into the top of its head and then spun his body so he landed on top of it, and started to run down the back of its neck.